The white cloth slowly covered my physical face. The silver threads on my head were messy due to illness, and the criss-crossing ravines on my face were the result of years of wanton behavior. Suddenly, an extremely dark path with only a glimmer of light stretched out from the white wall. I didn't know if this was a call from heaven or hell. The surroundings were shrouded in a dazzling white light, my vision became chaotic, and a low mechanical voice came from my ears: "Winter is the season when diseases are most common, and the death trading hall is too crowded these days. Lao Wang, you will stay in the human world for a few days, and I will notify you in a few days to schedule a reincarnation."
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